Biopsy
So, I am home.
I went for my biopsy this morning.
I have such a wonderful support system. My mom was there . Tony was there. My dad, who isn't supposed to be in waiting rooms, was there. One of my best friends, Nannette, was there. I was there, but didn't want to be. All I wanted to do was cry! So I did.
While I was on the table, they said, "Go to your happy place". Where is my happy place?
This morning it was in prayer. So I was on the table praying silently.
They kept asking "Are you ok?" So I would answer, "God's got a plan". (That's the family motto!)
For now, the tears are gone.
The waiting has begun. I should have results by Friday.....or so they say.
I went for my biopsy this morning.
I have such a wonderful support system. My mom was there . Tony was there. My dad, who isn't supposed to be in waiting rooms, was there. One of my best friends, Nannette, was there. I was there, but didn't want to be. All I wanted to do was cry! So I did.
While I was on the table, they said, "Go to your happy place". Where is my happy place?
This morning it was in prayer. So I was on the table praying silently.
They kept asking "Are you ok?" So I would answer, "God's got a plan". (That's the family motto!)
For now, the tears are gone.
The waiting has begun. I should have results by Friday.....or so they say.
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